Well folks, it’s official. Our family will be invading Asia in a few short weeks.
For those who don’t know, I have been recovering from a broken foot injury that happened during the first week of December. To make a long story short, I fell down our basement stairs with my sewing machine in hand. I walked on my broken foot for four days before I was coerced into X-rays and an orthopedic appointment. If that wasn’t embarrassing enough, I was given an Air-cast and using crutches to get around with that on my left food and a multi-colored tennis shoe on my right foot.
We are scheduled to leave The States on February the 5th. Our first stop will be Bangkok, Thailand. Our family (excluding Jack) has been there once before, when Lilly was about 10 months old.
This time we will have a better idea of what to do and also where to go. We will also visit Vietnam and Malaysia too.
In all of the planning and arranging, I have found myself really trying to put my foot down to stay here in The U.S. I think I have literally tried every excuse in the book to my husband and thought of all the reasons not to go. The past year or two I have sometimes been drowning in a sea of fear.
While it’s common to go through, it’s difficult! I have really tried to look to Him for guidance and answers as I navigate through my fears. As I read His word, I keep stumbling back to this verse:
“For God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control.” – 2 Timothy 1:7
Isn’t this true in a lot of things that we experience? We take so much time to focus on why we shouldn’t do something. If we would just take the time to reflect why we don’t want to do something, it’s often because we’re fearful of what could happen. This is what I find myself doing regularly. I sit and think (usually on night duty, while feeding Jack) about all of the terrible things that could happen to me and my family. What’s worse is that I actually start letting these fears and anxieties control my mood and my life.I think about the airplane ride, food poising, child abduction.
… The list goes on and on until I’m about paralyzed with fear from my head to my toes.
And ever so softly, I hear Jesus whispering to me. “Madalyn, trust in Me.”
Do I listen? I’d like to say always but confess that I don’t always listen to Him when He calls me. I am finding that the more I let fear run my life, the more I am missing out. Even down to the most simplest of things. I am finding that I just need to let things go and be brave. I want to be brave enough to conquer the tallest mountain, the longest plane ride, and really conquer the worry that has been living in my mind for such a long time.
I will say that while there are certain parts of our trip that I am nervous and yes, fearful about, I continue to pray for God’s strength and confidence to be able to tackle my worries head on.
Dear Heavenly Father,
I thank you for the promise of hope and unconditional love. I ask that you would help and encourage me to do things that make me feel uncomfortable and that cause me to be fearful. I pray that you would help me love more and fear less. Guide me to make clear decisions for my family.
If you’re like me, I encourage you to take step out of your comfort zone and use your spirit of love and self-control, instead of letting the dark side of life keep you down.